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Sunday, May 14, 2006

Home from Home

I am back, and I am tired, and sleep-deprived, and jet-lagged. It was nice to be there, and even nicer to get back to my boys, my routine. I only visited with my family - my parents and stayed with my sister the whole time. It was slow and filled with lots of talking. I only squeezed 2 runs there - there is a small lake near my sister's building with a path around, flat as a pancake, but better than nothing. Both days my compartment was kicking and screaming like hell, so by third day I decided it's not worth the pain, especially that by then I was going on total of 10 hrs of sleep in a week. It didn't help to get any more snooze time, but I have no regrets for giving my body a chance to rest. It was also a very funny feeling to be a younger member of the family and let everybody take care of me - for 13 years here I don't have this option. We cried a lot too, especially visiting Michael's grave. The unfaireness and rudeness seems to never really get into my brain...Our Mom had a party with all the usual friends, like nothing changed. She looks better than during my last visit. Our Dad is giving in though, and it's hard to see him often near tears or holding his back as he was a big shot in a military for so long...death of his favorite grandson broke him down. I stopped by my school - 20 years, where did time go? It was alien to me, different generation of Russia, not the one I left, so I didn't look for my teachers. The weather was good, in 50s F, what helped the calm mood. Flights were long, not to mention all in all in the last 16 days I had been on 9 planes. I am not sure when I will go back again - I am getting old for such a demanding travel for a few days. Next week I will be trying to recover from time crew up in my system and at the same time ramp up my training...hmm. Today is 5 years anniversary of my running:) and Mother's day too, and Stephen had a cute gift waiting for me. I am glad to be back with him. I am getting too sentimental...

14 comments:

Glad you are home safely and that you enjoyed the visit with family.Trips home with my family are always bitter sweet. Love the time with them but it never seems to be long enough. Congratulations on five years.

Olga, happy to learn you had the opportunity to go home and see family. Congrats on your anniversary and wish you many more. Btw, you're a monster to do that kind of back-to-back races like that.Looking frwrd to this weekend, get to meet Rob!

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